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Verse 1
It's Mr. Rascal Restaurant
Haha!
Southside
Riverside
Satan's Empire Home
Thugdale Entertainment
What's up, Malo?
What's up, homeboy?
You gonna do this, fool?
Let's do this shit
What, what?
Let's go
Damn right,
you know me It's Big I .D.
Cruisin' down the street
with my little homie
24 inches when I'm drivin'
Let it blow, Southside, Riverside in
Winold out,
creased up when I'm rappin'
Rascal and the homie Milo Mackin'
Control around,
you know we're strappin'
Who's on beat, you know I'm cappin'
Tiny winos, you know I represent that
I put it down with the homie Milo Mack
A pack of nine straight chillin' on my lap
Quit the buzzer cap in a rich Chicano rap
They call me Rascal,
you know about Milo Mack
Thugged out,
put that shit on the map
Riverside County, that's where it's at
I'm done with this verse,
call it a new track
Yeah, how we ride, i .e. gangstas
Don't hide in the streets,
we low -ride
California, Southside
Yeah, you know how we ride,
i .e. gangstas
Don't hide in the streets,
we low -ride
California, Southside
I can't take this shit,
I'm in a rage and shit
Watch me bust, motherfucker,
quick display, you bitch
I see fools coming up,
certain fools getting tight
Time to flex a little,
my toe hits you with dynamite
Electricity,
once I'm flowin' my rhythmicity
Sixteen bars plus verses
equal crazy multiplicity
Your history, model Mac,
droppin' bombs
Player hated by many,
like my name was Saddam
This shit's on, puttin' it down
with my homie Rascal
Causin' fiasco,
always givin' you hassle
Stupid asshole, cock it back, there it goes
With my finger on the trigger,
just unleashing my flow
You know my low to the Mac dug down
Habitat, IE until I die
California's where it's at, 2012
You know me, I'm ahead of my game
I stay G -Status, high power,
what you claim?
So come and bounce with me,
or blaze the sounds with me
Don't be my enemy,
cause I'll catch a felony
You little bitches, bitches, bitches
Yeah, you know how we ride
I .E. Gangsters,
don't hide in the streets
We low -ride, California, Southside
Yeah, you know how we ride
I .E. Gangsters,
don't hide in the streets
We low -ride, California, Southside
I got the game on lock,
and I'm keepin' it G
Gettin' high, throwin' up one -three
Suckers talk shit, I'll handle it
I stay lit, ready to unload the clip
I don't give a shit, cause life's a trip
G ridin' southside and in the big IE
Got ten little homies ridin' with me
Suri, my winos, that is the clique
S a rascal, I'm a lunatic
Cappin' on suckers and
takin' out lanes
Voices in my head and
I can't maintain
Suicidal thoughts got me acting insane
People think I'm shady
cause I'm snorting cocaine
But in my wicked ass life
it helps me cure the pain
Some might say that it's all in vain
I don't give a fuck about the clique
that you claim
I'll say it again,
suit wraps was my name
Leaving all punks in torturing pain
I'm in this game for money, fuck fame
I eat gangsters
Don't hide in the streets
we low ride
California, Southside,
yeah you know how, we ride,
i .e. gangstas, don't hide,
in the streets, we low ride
California, Southside,
yeah you know how, we ride,
i .e. gangstas, don't hide,
in the streets, we low ride
California, Southside,
yeah you know how, we ride,
i .e. gangstas, don't hide,
in the streets we low ride,
You
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